Cloud's PT2

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[just a tiny additional part to Cloud's]

A few weeks passed, and they settled into a peaceful routine.

"I'm going into town to pick up some groceries today, do you wanna come, sunshine?" Logan pulled on some pants, turning to look at his lover, still stretched out in bed, naked.

"Mm, fine," he groaned, yawning.  "I'm gonna shower first, wanna join?" Wade wiggled his non-existent eyebrows.

"What kind of question is that, 'course I do bub," Logan grinned, grabbing Wade in a bridal position and kissing his forehead.

***

Later that day, they were walking along the edge of the lake, Mary jumping and playing in the water. The sun had begun to set, and Wade watched with a grin on his face.

Logan stood behind him, dropping onto one knee and pulling out a ring box. Wade didn't notice, too focused on throwing a stick for the dog.

"Uh, Wade?" Logan cleared his throat, opening the ring box.

The Merc turned around, taking a moment to realize what was happening.

"Oh my god you're proposing!" He shrieked.

"Trying to, yes," Logan chuckled deeply, looking up at his lover.

"Wade Winston Wilson, you make me the happiest man alive, will you do me the honor of bein' my husband?" He flushed with embarrassment, his voice shaky.

"Oh peanut..." Wade whispered, his hand covering his mouth as tears stung the corners of his eyes.

"Is that a yes?" Logan looked suddenly anxious, his heart racing.

"Yes! If course you fucking dufus!" Wade laughed. Logan jumped up, and they shared a passionate kiss, Wade jumping into Logan's arms. The Wolverine slipped the ring onto his finger, kissing his hand softly.

"To forever?" Wade whispered.

"To forever." Logan promised.

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